Quotes About Rebirth

There followed an exhortation to all Germans "not to give up the struggle." He had finally forced himself to recognize, though, that National Socialism was finished for the moment, but he assured his fellow Germans that from the sacrifices of the soldiers and of himself the seed has been sown that will grow one day… to the glorious rebirth of the National Socialist movement of a truly united nation.

She was Remade she was (Remade scum), he knew it, he saw it, and still he felt incessantly what was inside him, and he felt a great scab of habit and prejudice split from him, part from his skin where his homeland had inscribed him deep. [...]There was a caustic pain as he peeled off a clot of old life and exposed himself open and unsure to her, to new air. [...] His feelings welled out and bled together (their festering ceased) and they began to resolve, to heal in a new form, to scar.

Death is tolerable only when it leads again to life.

I realized that I was carrying two cargoes. Yes, one of them was horror, but the other one was hope. I realized I had killed myself back to life.

We suicide ourselves for our own survival. Is there any hope of dipping back into the past and circling round it like you can in art?

What I had done to Jesse, well, that was something else. In a way, it's like I was burying my old self in that pit. The person that I'd been before I'd looked into a man's eyes and shot him dead. The person that I was now, the delicate newborn killer that Jesse made me, needed the slow thoughtless shoveling like an insect still wet from metamorphosis needs time to dry its wings and figure out how to work its brand new form.

Wieder, nur stärker als schon einmal vorher, hat sie das Gefühl, bisher gar nicht gelebt zu haben. Nur wenn man dieses Gefühl der Auflösung hat, nur wenn man anscheinend gar nicht da ist, sondern in einem anderen Wesen aufgeht, ist man ganz.

Songbird, rebirth, unearth creature / Submerge from hurt, pain, broken pieces / Emergency, heartbeat increases / Rise up lotus, rise, this is the beginning.

No, I am Dorothy now.

My own awakening feels as momentous. I too am blanketed, my harsh edges obscured and transformed.

Change is the constant, the signal for rebirth, the egg of the phoenix.

Spring bursts today, For love is risen and all earth's at play.

I had left the cellar filled with ardent hope. A child had died there. She began life again as an adult. I wanted someone else to be glad I was alive. But men were interested in no one but themselves, and the sun caressed my thin arms and pale face with as much indifference as if I had been a blade of grass.

I must tell you I've just been reborn." "Nicholas, you always think you can do things better than your mother. You can be sure you were born quite adequately on the first occasion.

A miracle is a beginning and an ending. 2It thus abolishes time. 3It is always an affirmation of rebirth, which seems to go back but really goes forward. 4It undoes the past in the present, and thus releases the future.

Death yields to life simply because destruction is not true.

I went to sleep in Chaos, and then I awoke like the first man.

Sin, sin! To rid myself of boredom by committing a crime, to break up monotony by deceiving. To sin in order to be a new person, another person. To hate life worse than it hated me. To sin so as not to die.

The Summer-time will come again To kiss the brow of dying Spring, And, with the south wind's low refrain, A choral requiem will she sing.

O May! robed in your gown of flowers, Nun-like, gaze from your balmy cell, Under your crown of asphodel, And sentinel all the summer hours; Rising among your daisy bowers, Like Venus from her cradled shell!

To be a philosopher is to take to the road, never settling down in some place of satisfaction with a theory of the world, not even a place of reformation, nor of some illusory transformation of the conditions of this world. It aims for self- transformation, for the inner metamorphosis which is implied by the notion of a new, or spiritual rebirth.... The adventure of the mystical philosopher is essentially seen as a voyage which progresses towards the Light.

He is not Old Brown any longer; he is an angel of light.

To reget deeply is to live afresh.

Sometimes I feel like going down to the recycling plant. Turning myself in, jumping into the inferno, getting melted down, coming out again as someone else. Scrap metal man.